Pavia couldn't believe what she saw, and in her impression, Wells was a gentle and kind uncle, always a law-abiding ordinary citizen.

How could such a person have anything to do with a dangerous object like a bomb?

Pavia couldn't digest so much strange information for a moment, and was stunned and froze in place.

Milmis stroked his chin and said with some speculation, "Is he the one who has been involved in multiple explosives cases?"

In addition to the explosives in the bag, Wells's strange whereabouts and suspicious behavior also provide more evidence for Milmis's conjecture.

After hearing this, Pavia subconsciously retorted, "How is it possible!"

Although she said this, Pavia undeniably felt that she was also a little shaken.

It's been a long time since Pavia has seen Wells, and it's always said that time changes who a person is. She had no idea what kind of person Wells was now.

Pavia watched Wells' back disappear from the entrance to the building, and after a few moments of hesitation, decided to follow.

But before entering the building, Mirmis stopped.

Pavia noticed Mirmis' stop and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Isn't she scared?

If Mirmis fled for fear of being involved in the bombing, Pavia would not blame her, and it was normal for an ordinary person to value his life.

Pavia put on a very proud posture and said confidently, "If you are afraid, you can go home, and I will find a way to take care of everything."

"But I want you not to call the police, I want to talk to Wells." Pavia's expression softened suddenly, as if she was pleading with Mirmis.

Pavia knew that this request was unreasonable, and she couldn't afford to expect Mirmis to condone Wells's behavior, even if the previous bombing had nothing to do with Wells, but now he really had a piece of explosives in his hands.

Mirmis blinked, a blank expression on his face, not understanding what Pavia was worried about.

Mirmis leaned into Pavia's ear and said a few words, and Pavia's expression instantly turned from cloudy to clear, revealing a very happy expression.

Pavia crossed her hands and looked at Mirmis with great admiration, "You know how dangerous this plan is."

Instead of denying that the plan was risky, Mirmis said as if defiant: "But you will agree."

"That's right."

Pavia smiled with relief, her instincts were accurate, and Mirmis had indeed given her a lot of surprises.

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Inside the abandoned building, Wells stood in the middle of the floor, seemingly hesitating at something.

Wells placed the black bag on the ground and took out the timer explosives inside, with less than ten minutes left in the countdown.

Wells stared at the countdown on the explosives, his brow furrowed, and cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Uncle Wells!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him, but Wells didn't hear who it was, he just quickly stuffed the explosives back into the bag, and then turned his clothes up to cover them.

When he turned his head, he saw Pavia with a smile on her face.

Wells immediately got up, trying to dissuade Pavia from stopping, but when he got up, the bag behind him was exposed.

Pavia didn't seem to be aware of the bag, but she couldn't find it.

Wells hurriedly took a step to the left, hid the bag behind his legs, and said with a natural expression as much as possible, "It turned out to be Pavia, how are you doing at school lately?"

"So-so."

Pavia pursed her lips, she didn't really want to talk to Wells about it.

Although Wells noticed that Pavia's mood had deteriorated, he still wanted to continue the topic, because this topic was the most promising thing to break Pavia, or make her angry and leave.

Wells cleared his throat and asked in the tone of a parent, "Well, but it's Wednesday, right?" Isn't there a school class? ”

There was some noise nearby, but it didn't catch Wells' attention, probably just because the building was not repaired for many years, and the stones were loose in some places.

He cared more about Pavia's reaction than that.

As expected, Pavia's face suddenly changed a lot.

"I'm skipping class, can't I?"

Pavia's attitude also changed significantly, from looking at Wells head-on to looking at Wells with a sideways face.

Pavia stamped her foot like an impatient child after being educated by her parents.

Wells was happy that if she had said a few more words about school, she would definitely leave angrily according to Pavia's character.

"You're a student, so you have to focus on your studies, and that's what your dad expects."

This sentence seemed to poke Pavia's sore spot at once, and when she heard this, she immediately slammed the wallet in her hand to the ground, and then ran away without saying a word.

Wells picked up his wallet and said with relief, "She's been a fast runner since she was a child, and she's definitely going to run far."

Wells opened his wallet, and on the inside of his ID card, there were photos of him and his daughter.

Wells looked at the photo quietly, tears unconsciously dripping down the photo, blurring his daughter's face.

Wells glanced at his watch, and as long as the minute hand pointed to twelve, his purpose was accomplished.

At this moment, Pavia's voice sounded again.

"Uncle Wells, don't you think I'm still angry with such superficial troubles?"

Pavia returns with a sassy smile.

"It was just to get your attention."

However, acting skills alone can't fool Wells, so Pavia actually has a little bit of truth in it.

Wells was surprised and subconsciously looked behind him, and the black bag that was still at his feet just now was gone.

"You're looking for this bag."

Milmis walked out of the same staircase, carrying the black bag.

While Wells was preoccupied with how to trick Pavia, Mirmis had quietly fumbled the bag and jumped from the second floor to return to the staircase where Pavia was.

The strange sound that Wells had just heard was made by Mirmis when he accidentally landed on the scrap iron plate.

Seeing this, Wells immediately yelled, "Let go of that bag!" Inside is explosives! ”

Instead of showing the slightest timidity, Pavia said solemnly, "Then tell us why you are doing such a thing!"

Wells was so anxious that he yelled urgently, "It's about to explode!"

Pavia didn't care, and even stopped Wells, who was about to pounce on Mirmis, and pinned him to the ground.

"We haven't called the police yet, and it's too late to turn back."

Pavia persuaded Wells to press harder against Wells' body as she tried to resist.

At this point, the hour hand of the watch was between eleven and twelve, and in less than three minutes, the explosives would explode.

Wells knew that he could not outrank Pavia in strength, so he said weakly, "Okay, I'm willing to say, you let me go first."

Pavia didn't believe his words and said stubbornly, "Your mouth can still move, why should I let you go."

Pavia guessed that if he let go of his hand, Wells would go and grab the bag again, and if he saw that the explosives were out of order, the plan would be ruined.

Wells then glanced at his watch again, and there was only a minute left for the explosives to explode.

Wells was in a hurry, changed his rhetoric, and began to analyze rationally: "Pavia, think about it calmly, if the explosives explode, you will also be killed, why don't you throw this bag away?"

Pavia seemed to be quite complaining, as if complaining: "And then when the explosives explode, you refuse to admit it, because there is no surveillance in the vicinity to prove that the explosives were brought by you?"

Wells was very helpless, but he could only bite the bullet and continue to persuade: "Aren't the eyewitness testimonies of the two of you enough?"

Pavia smiled, then turned her head to look away, and sighed, "People can lie, and so do testimonies."

And at the moment when Pavia said this, her strength slackened a little, and Wells took the opportunity to use the precious power of the wilderness to turn over and break free from Pavia's restraints.

Wells quickly snatched the bag from Mirmis's hand, then carried it and ran towards the wall where a large hole had been broken.

At this point, the minute hand was already very close to twelve, and the explosives were only five seconds away from exploding.

Wells jumped, and it happened that the minute and second hands both pointed to twelve o'clock.

Bang!

At the moment of jumping, he seemed to see the past marquee flashing in his mind, and the last thing he could forget was the first time Roy called him daddy.

And in a trance, he seemed to hear his daughter calling to him.

Roy was wearing a white dress, like an angel, and his hand gradually flew high.

In fact, he was now head-down, his face was hitting the wall, and his feet were being pulled by Mirmis, and although he was fine, he didn't seem to be in good condition either.

The black bag in his arms fell to the ground, and the explosives inside were revealed, but the timer on it had long since stopped.

In fact, Pavia would not risk her own life or the safety of others to open Wells's mouth, she had just confirmed with Mirmis at the staircase that the explosives had been removed.

Although Pavia wondered why Mirmis defused the bomb and carried something like scissors with him, it didn't matter if she cared about that now, as long as the explosives didn't explode.

What Pavia didn't know was that Mirmis's scissors were part of her body.

But Wells was deceived enough by this false bait.

Pavia looked at Wells, who had been pulled up by Mirmis and had turned into mosquito coil eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "Now both father and daughter are going to the hospital."